In the hearts of men In the arms of mothers In the parts we play to convince others We know what we're doing We're doing it right May have written books on the subject But then you may still be surprised By your tone over the phone To your sister while

We'll never know We're just moments We're just human Amusing and confusing Never knowing shocking but we're nothing We're clever but clueless I heard this old story before With the people keeping calling for the metaphors

But one night's all we're given, All these crazy women, One more crazy night (Oh, women in love) Oh baby, make up your mind (Make up your mind) My heart, you're breakin' my heart

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

Hungover on heartache Either way, things have to change And we're tattooed with the words that won't wash away Didn't think I would feel this way But I get sick when you mention her name Wish I didn't have to face you today Shot for shot, now we're

Who am I to tell me who I am? Let's take it back and take in every moment Who are we to wonder where we're going? But who are we to wonder where we're going? I had my first crush in season two She passed me notes and filled our hands with glue And in my

I don't need another lover I don't need to make amends But I'm done going undercover I just want to find a friend One day the world may end But there's still plenty to discover Till then I'll just pretend We're gonna live forever Ooh it's troubling

Baby when you got a secret love Every little touch is not enough Every little moment we're apart is pain to me Maybe we can find some hideaway Everybody knows but who can say When do I cry This breakin' heart Just hurts me more When we're apart

We know, got rock and roll Four horsemen Cannot breathe That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue We know, only rock and roll Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun But they told no one where they had begun They were given all the

We're the old Chevro-let set But ain't we got love No, we're not the jet set No, We're not the jet set Our Bach and Tchaikovsky Is Haggard and Husky By a fountain back in Rome I fell in love with you In a small cafe in Athens You said you loved me too